Murder Drones Maid V Novels & Stories

Hayley took the photo and looked at it. “What is this girl's name? Do you have any other information about this girl? I need additional information to find it," said Hayley. “Her name is Frey… Frey.” I repeated the name, Frey. I would like to mention Frey's full name. However, I had a feeling they would find Frey a vampire if I mentioned Drucilla's name here. “She left the town of Linnea around three in the morning,” I added.

"Where is Dr. Geraldine? I haven't seen him. Is there something wrong?" Clyde shook his head, multiple times. "No, none. Shadow is a demon, like a shadow demon, yeah. Just to protect your Dad. Our enemy's members are on their undertakings to kill us here inside." "But there are more guards here than the house," Mike reasoned out. "We can let innocent people would be collateral damage," This point hit Mike. Clyde is right, beside, the house itself is much more trustworthy that the nurses and doctors here who could have been an enemy in disguise.

The slap cracked across my face like a whip before I could finish speaking. Pain exploded across my cheek. My head snapped to the side, and I tasted blood where I'd bitten my tongue. I froze. Every muscle in my body locked down, screaming at me to retaliate, to show this woman exactly what happened when you put your hands on a princess of the Bloodmoon Kingdom. But I wasn't a princess anymore. I was a maid. And maids didn't fight back. "Watch where you're going," she snapped, "You just arrived and you're already being clumsy. Perhaps you'd like to lose your job on your first day?"

✨ Synopsis (Book 2: The Maid Who Was Trapped by the Billionaire – The Lost Twins) Fifteen years have passed since Drick, Lyka, and the twins disappeared in the chaos caused by the men of Benjie Clinmax. In a tragedy that left ashes and wounds, Drick and Lyka’s memories were erased—but not their hearts. And in the midst of everything they lost, the only thing left to them were two small infants, whom they lovingly raised and treated as their own children.

Without thinking, Alma lunged forward, stabbing the dagger into the figure’s shoulder, but no blood came out. The figure laughed. Sparks flew. “Damn,” Ezra breathed. “It’s not a person. It’s a drone.” The drone stepped forward, metal exposed under the skin. “Time to burn, bride and groom,” it growled. Ezra tackled it, smashing its head into the wall while Alma sprinted down the hall. As she reached the villa’s stairwell, another drone blocked her path. But this one spoke her name. “Alma Sapphire Deacon. Subject 02. Welcome home.”

Sibel’s POV "I, Sibel Cormac, sole heir of Alpha Calvin, the mighty King of Moonfang Pack, do solemnly swear by the sacred goddess to vanquish Alpha Darius, our sworn adversary and the ruthless leader of Shadowclaw Pack. I pledge to safeguard the vulnerable and wage war against the forces of darkness that threaten our very existence. The fate of Moonfang and our pack mates hangs in the balance, and I, with strong determination, shall lead the charge into the fray. Tomorrow, we march into battle, with me at the forefront and our brave warriors by my side. The dawn of victory is upon us, and our enemies shall soon tremble before the might of Moonfang!"

the maid said. “All this pleading won't stop because I'm leaving,” I said aggressively. She immediately blocked the door, disallowing me from passing. “I would rather not do this, but you are really forcing me. I'm gently pleading with you to calm down and stay inside here. At least you have me to speak with; we can be discussing other things, just don't take orders over Lord Draven's own,” the maid said. “I want to see the powers he possesses. I have been tortured already, so even if he does anything to me, I won't really take it to heart. I have faced more than this,” I uttered.

He wore power like other men wore cologne naturally, effortlessly, with an edge of danger that probably made smart women run the other direction. Aria had never been particularly smart when it came to self-preservation. "You're about to hire a very dedicated new maid," she said to his image. "One with enough skills to rob you blind if she wanted to. But don't worry, I only want one thing. One plant. And then I'll disappear like I was never there." She didn't let herself think about the ethics of it. Didn't let herself worry about what would happen if she was caught. This was about survival her mother's survival and Aria would do whatever it took.

Drones were shooting nonstop from all directions. Holding the rear, Rook and Vanessa killed adversaries with razor-sharp accuracy. "Watch your left!" As he fired at a drone that rushed at me, Damien yelled. "I see it!" I yelled back, causing an explosion to its core that rendered it inoperable. The Final Stand of the Woman When we got to the platform, the lady looked up at us, her eyes steady and unblinking. She replied, "You're persistent," as she placed her palm on a glowing interface that was attached to the Catalyst. "But persistence won’t save you from the inevitable."